A wise man once said...
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A wise man once said that happiness is nothing more than a bad memory. Think back to a time when you were really, really happy and hold that thought in your mind. Have you got it? Do you remember a time when you were really, really happy?
Happy times have one thing in common, they make us feel free. Free beyond the normal state of being, almost to the point of being hopelessly in love. There is a reason that Peter Pan can fly when he holds a happy thought in his mind. It's because the spiritual state of being happy brings us closer to God.
Christians should be the happiest people on earth. Yet, that's not always true. Some Christians never seem to smile, and often never have anything good to say. No matter how good their fortune, they gripe and complain.
One such Christian had just won a tractor-pulling contest, and when someone congratulated him, all he could do was complain. First he moaned about how much it cost to enter. Then he griped about the condition of the track. Finally he belittled the officiating, and even complained about the size of the trophies. This man was a Christian, but he had no joy. He called himself a disciple of Jesus Christ, but didn't seem to know his teacher.
Peter focused on his teacher and he could walk on water. He was absolutely free to do what Jesus did. Then when he started thinking of all the other conditions surrounding his life at that moment, he began to sink.
Happy times have one thing in common, they make us feel free. Free beyond the normal state of being, almost to the point of being hopelessly in love. There is a reason that Peter Pan can fly when he holds a happy thought in his mind. It's because the spiritual state of being happy brings us closer to God.
Christians should be the happiest people on earth. Yet, that's not always true. Some Christians never seem to smile, and often never have anything good to say. No matter how good their fortune, they gripe and complain.
One such Christian had just won a tractor-pulling contest, and when someone congratulated him, all he could do was complain. First he moaned about how much it cost to enter. Then he griped about the condition of the track. Finally he belittled the officiating, and even complained about the size of the trophies. This man was a Christian, but he had no joy. He called himself a disciple of Jesus Christ, but didn't seem to know his teacher.
Peter focused on his teacher and he could walk on water. He was absolutely free to do what Jesus did. Then when he started thinking of all the other conditions surrounding his life at that moment, he began to sink.
